A young girl alone, a dark M43, and bullet marks all over the ground. This picture looks weird no matter how you look at it.
The people in the Cadillac vaguely sensed something was wrong, and were about to ask the driver to turn the car around, when more than twenty bodyguards suddenly appeared around the little girl.
They pointed their weapons here, and the black muzzles glowed coldly in the night.
"FUCK! We've been tricked! Thomson betrayed us!" Demon Hawk in the car shouted angrily, "There's an ambush! Leave quickly!"
The driver of the Cadillac immediately turned around and wanted to return the same way.
But at this moment, the huge engine sound of the off-road vehicle sounded from far to near.
Four huge black off-road vehicles drove towards this side at extremely fast speeds, and then with a beautiful drift, the four vehicles blocked the wide road side by side.
Cadillac's only escape route was gone, and Demon Hawk couldn't help but curse.
At this time, a metallic girlish voice sounded in the empty night.
"Mr. Demonhawk, and that Mr. Jiang, why don't we get out of the car and meet?"
Ruan Qi, who was wearing a peaked cap, stood up from the roof of the car at some point. She was holding an M43 in one hand and a small speaker that could change the voice in the other hand.
She put the small speaker to her mouth and was about to speak again when a red dot suddenly landed on her eyebrows.
——Sniper rifle.
The gunman should be the killer sitting in those Cadillacs.
Ruan Qi paused and let out a chuckle.
This laughter spread in the night through the small sound-changing speaker, and the modified metallic sound sounded a little permeable.
"You want to shoot me?" The little girl raised her lips meaningfully. Suddenly, she raised her arm, the M43 was placed on her shoulder, and the black muzzle was pointed directly at the car where Demon Hawk was. p>
"Mr. Dement, should we compete, which is faster, your sniper or my M43?"
M43 is a new rate-of-fire machine gun designed by Ruan Qi for Solomon two years ago. It has an extremely fast rate of fire in combat and is called the 2.0 version of Gatling by insiders.
It can be said that before the R7 came out, the M43 was the eternal king in the rate of fire, and no matter how good the sniper was, it could not catch up.
Ruan Qi pointed this king at Demonhawk, which was equivalent to holding a knife to his neck.
Demon Hawk's face turned pale with fright.
Ruan Qi's voice still echoed outside the car window: "Mr. Demong, and Mr. Jiang, I'll give you ten seconds. Get out of the car!"
After saying that, she started counting down with a loudspeaker.
"Ten——!"
Demon Hawk looked at Jiang Chunian tremblingly: "Mr. Jiang, what should we do?"
Jiang Chunian looked out the car window expressionlessly. After a while, he raised his hand and slowly arranged his clothes.
Demon Hawk was stunned: "Mr. Jiang?"
"Nine——!"
Jiang Chunian tied up his cufflinks elegantly and climbed onto the car door: "Get out of the car."
"Eight——!"
The dark blue Cadillac door finally opened.
A pair of clean and smooth black leather shoes fell to the ground, and a thin and slender man wearing a black suit stepped out of the car.
He raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at the little girl standing on the roof of the Bentley with a slightly sinister eye.
Ruan Qi, who was on the roof of the car, also looked at him with cool eyebrows and eyes.
The two people's eyes were separated by a distance of ten years, and finally they met again at this moment.
The night is dark, and darkness breeds cruelty.
Neither of them spoke.
Ruan Qi looked at Jiang Chunian's eyes, and many messy memory fragments appeared in her mind at this moment.
Those dead children, the blood and broken arms on the ground, and the iceberg boy who was sunk to the bottom of the lake to save her.
These memories are not complete, just fragmentary pictures, but they are enough to make Ruan Qi gradually turn red.
She stared at the man not far away, and the smile on her face completely disappeared.
"Mr. Jiang, long time no see."
Ruan Qi's metallic sound modified by the voice changer is meaningful.
Jiang Chunian frowned slightly, looking at her with a bit more suspicion and probing: "Do you know me?"
Hearing this, Ruan Qi couldn't help but chuckle.
"Of course I know the famous Mr. Jiang. I will never forget you even if you turn into ashes."
These words made Jiang Chunian's eyes suddenly darken.
He looked at Ruan Qi with cold eyes: "Who are you?"
"Who am I?" Ruan Qi raised her eyebrows, and suddenly her tone turned cold, "I am... the person who wants your life!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the girl's slender figure swooped down from the roof of the car like an arrow.
Upon seeing this, the bodyguards and killers of the Hawke family quickly pulled the trigger and fired at Ruan Qi.
But Ruan Qi was faster. She was carrying the M43 in one hand, and the silver needle flashed in the other hand. She walked ghostly through the hail of bullets, and rushed to Jiang Chunian in the blink of an eye.
Violent sparks erupted from the muzzle of the M43 and flew straight towards Jiang Chunian.
Jiang Chunian immediately retreated quickly, and his majestic spiritual power silently surged towards Ruan Qi.
Ruan Qi sneered, and the silver needles on his fingertips flew out all over the sky, mixed with the strength of the ancient warrior, breaking through Jiang's mental defense in the early years.
At the same time, Simon also got out of the Bentley.
He also carried an M43 and calmly commanded the bodyguards sent by Solomon and Alpha to besiege the Hawke family.
"People sent by Old Alpha, please go and deal with that damn Demon Solomon's people, concentrate your firepower, and beat that disgusting Mr. Jiang into a sieve for me!"
Solomon's bodyguards lacked everything except weapons. They carried the highest-performance ordnance in their hands, and aimed at Jiang Chunian, they launched a frantic siege.
Even Xi Jiu and Nie Beilou may not be able to withstand this level of firepower, not to mention that Jiang Chunian's strength is not yet at their level.
Jiang Chunian was soon beaten to a pulp. He fled in a hurry amid the hail of bullets. The embarrassing situation reminded him of ten years ago again.
Ten years ago, on the day Xiaoyaozhuang was rounded up by the police, he was in such a mess.
The evil-looking Mr. Nie, who was wearing a dark red robe, broke his legs in such a dense hail of bullets and almost killed him.
Jiang Chunian will always remember Mr. Nie's eyes full of anger, which was the shame of his life.
And now, someone else has brought him the same shame.
Jiang Chunian turned his head with difficulty amid the intensive firepower, and looked at Ruan Qi behind him with a pair of blood-red eyes.
Ruan Qi is wearing a mask and a peaked cap, so her face cannot be seen. But from her body shape and posture, it can be seen that she is a very young woman.
He was forced to this point by such a young girl.
Jiang Chunian's eyes were filled with blood, and layers of dark light were spreading in his eyes.
He suddenly stopped, turned around, and pointed the silver pistol in his hand at Ruan Qi.
Bang——!
The bullet sprayed out from the muzzle of the gun, splitting the night sky, and shot straight towards Ruan Qi's head.
Ruan Qi tilted her head slightly, just as she was about to dodge the bullet, a strong sense of crisis suddenly surged from her heart.